"Raus mit it!" But she made no motion to detach it; appeared to be unconscious of it and of him as she turned her face and looked silently toward the place where Neville had disappeared.
An hour or two later, when Gordon was ready to return to the house, he shouted for Neville.

Cameron also lifted up his voice in a series of prolonged howls.
But Neville was far beyond earshot, and still walking through woods and valleys and pleasant meadows in the general direction of the Estwich hills.
Somewhere there amid that soft rolling expanse of green was the woman who would never marry him.

And it was now, at last, he decided that he would never take her on any other terms even though they were her own terms; that he must give her up to chance again as innocent as chance had given her into his brief keeping.

No, she would never accept his terms and face the world with him as his wife.

And so he must give her up.